AN:Look I own this story, not the Characters they are based on or anything that has to do with the Suite Life. Get over the fear of Homophobia on your own time. Do not read if you do not want to duh! I mean you have been warned. Besides all of us at one point have had thoughts along the same lines, we are all Bi at one point. Its human nature to be curious...Simon.
I revised a few things here and there so yeah, more on the next author's note. Simon.
CHAPTER 2: TRUE PLEASURE
"Cody," he sighed, "Don't leave, " he finished looking at me as he placed a hand on my skinny shoulder and another on my cheek.
"Zack?"
He looked with shear honesty in his eyes again with the same wanting for me as I'm sure I showed in my-own to him.
"Can I try something? But don't be scared. "
"What?" I retreated slightly.
"Can I give you a blow job?" he sighed.
"What?"
"Can I suck on it...Cody?"
"Zack..."
I moved away taking a few steps to my left towards the deep end of the pool. I watched him watching me. "I don't know...Zack," I started, looking down shifting as he looked disappointed in my answer. "I just don't know yet."
I would be lying if I said it were not what I wanted, however it still scared me. The fact that all this had happened so quickly, it made this all that much more intimidating to me. After all I was only a fragile boy.
"Okay Cody...I won't rush you."
"Thanks, Zack."
"It's okay."
He dove back down under the water as he headed towards me grabbing my erection as he passed to do a lap around the pool. Oh God did that feel good! Tugging at my foreskin as he pinched the tip. I fallowed him in to the six feet as he reached the other side of the pool diving to turn around underwater as he came towards me to finish his first lap. Coming at me as he passed I tried to return the favor failing to reach his crotch and ended up grabbing only water. He laughed at me as he swam faster to the other side of the pool to the shallows. "Come on you can do better than that!"
Taking that as a challenge I chased after him with all the strength in my body propelling water all around as I skimmed through the water fast as I possibly could. He seemed a little startled as he dove back down under. He swam forward try as he might in escaping me I reached him before he could get away. I rapped my arms around his back as he attempted to veer away from me. In reaction he kicked away attempting to surface. Reflexively I held on to him with my legs, pinning his kicks to stop a slightly as he and I began to fall to the bottom then rise to the top. I had him, letting go of his back I held onto his side with my hand; I moved the other to grasp his crotch failing again a second time. Succeeding in the third attempt his penis swung flaccid between his legs, they kicking here and there as I began to loose more air.
eighteen, nineteen, twenty...
I knew I only had a few seconds left, if I were to do it now was my chance. I pulled down as his penis grew hard in my hand, like rubber in the pool as I felt it's warmth in the cool water. I felt Zack's excitement as it throbbed once, twice, hips pressing upon me as he rubbed against my fingers. I pushed then pulled again as he now stopped kicking altogether apparently relaxed floating with ease. He seem to not protest as I continued in playing with his now prominent erection. Now and again he moved his hips inward and out as I took this in approval.
"Cody..."
I lost breath, to focused in what I was doing to remember my count, to late in time to resurface for air. Zack pulled me to the surface noticing I had stopped short of getting him off. He drug me to the far end of the shallows to the stairway left of the ladder we were under a mear moments ago. Gasping as I sat on the second step he placed a hand on my back rubbing me in comfort. Up towards my shoulder blades and then back down my spine to my lower back. He stood partway in the water.
"Th-Thanks," I gasped, "that was close."
"What were you trying to do, kill yourself."
"It felt nice though...for an amateur," he snickered.
"Not funny," I gasped, sticking my tongue out at him. :P
I looked at him staring in silence as he joined me beside the step. He met my eyes the whole time as he placed his hand upon my wrist. Taking my hand willingly leading it he placed my palm upon his erection, sticking out a forty-five degree angle between his smooth thighs.
"Hold it like this," he instructed, taking my hand in his as he laced my thumb and forefinger around the base of his penis. I let it stay for a second then tried to pull away only to have him hold it in place. "It's okay, Cody."
Looking like I had no other choice I resumed as he moved my hand again. Teaching me how to play with his penis he held my hand, his over my own as he motioned my palm up then down. I pinched it as we went along gently rotating my thumb as I soon understood. He let go dropping his hand on his side leaning his head back enjoying the feel of my touch upon his oh so private parts.
"Like, this...?" I asked smiling as he looked so happy. I continued to fondle my brother feeling gently the smooth, hairless boy skin around his penis, tenderly caressing the little, purple head poking out of his soft layer of foreskin. He bucked his hips to meet my hands again. Something I found I liked the feel of. Once, twice, three times he did this as I stroked, faster up, slower down from the base of his penis to it's head beaming with stiffness as it throbbed in my fingers.
He nodded his head to answer looking for release form the stiff erection between his legs. I pulled my hand up once more, letting his hips push through my hand then pull his penis back again as he closed his eyes.
"Ohhh, you got better at this...fast!" He gasped, his hips quicken the pace, now thrusting faster into my fingers as I began to stroke faster on his penis. Flexing as he trusted upward Zack held himself, raised above the step, muscles stiff with the intensity of emotion.
Seemingly over stimulated Zack cried from pleasure as he twitched a few more times leaving orgasm to ravish is tendons and limbs.
"Ahhh...Cody!"
He grunted as I continued fondling his limping penis. I took my hand away as soon as he'd open his eyes and shifted in my direction a little more. I blushed crimson with the thought of what I had done. He placed his small hand yet again on my skinny shoulder letting me know of his approval, making me smile again at the thought of pleasing him.
"Your welcome."
Zack looked to me seeming to have something to say. He squinted as he leaned over my shoulder saying something below a whisper into my ear.
"It's your turn, can I give it a try?"
"Do you want to that badly?"
"Please!" he pleaded.
He looked at me as if to say "You know you want it. You know you'll let me."It was hard to keep a straight face, and apparently harder to keep straight. Zack knows me very well.
I stood up, my scrawny legs walking up the last steps as I sat down by the edge of the pool. Zack fallowed as I inched close towards him just below me where I had been a few steps before. He sat at his side looking up diagonal to where I sat at the top of the stairway. I looked nervously over to him, but his deep silverlike eyes were locked on my little boyhood. I felt his chest rub against my knees as he moved partway on top of me, his head moving closer to my penis. Before he reached it however, he suddenly sat back up. He looked down at my limp penis a moment longer, then slowly leaned over. Zack's hand moved between my legs and took my little member between his thumb and forefinger, holding the thing up as he pointed it towards his face. I stared locked, my mouth hung open in astonishment as he leaned far enough over that he actually kissed the head of my penis. It sent another streak of pleasure between my legs as I whimpered with pleasure and fear.
He opened his lips enough to expose the wet skin inside and kissed my penis head again as he pulled back the protective layer. I felt the warm, sliminess rub against my little purple glands and still greater pleasure touched me, until I cried softly. Zach's eyes glanced up at me and he smiled slightly, but his lips did not leave my penis head, his fingers still holding my limp cock tenderly. He wrapped his lips farther around the head and I lay crying softly in wonder against the tiled floor of the pool. His mouth felt so warm and slithery and it felt so good on my penis.
Somewhere in my testicles I felt a tingling and my pulse beat with the motions of my heart. I knew I would soon get an erection and for some reason felt ashamed. I grew hot in the face feeling myself blush horrendously. I didn't want my brother to have my erection inside his mouth, however there was no stopping it. Zach dragged his warm lips over my sensitive penis head and I could do nothing from keeping it from getting hard. It seem to stiffen in a single second. One moment a limp member between his thumb and forefinger and suddenly it was getting longer and stiffer. In no time, it was sticking straight out and I felt it throbbing with my rapid heartbeat. Pulsing up and down. The head formed a hard knob against Zack's tender skin. I could see the firm ridge of my purple head grow harder, strongly pronounced against the skinny white shaft that led to it. It grew to its full three inch, prepubescent beauty as I could see the purple coloring of its head growing brighter. It glistened with his saliva.
He held it still in hand between his thumb and forefinger as it stood out in its full, boyish glory. His tentative lips kissed all over my erection over again, leaving little trails of drool between my glands and his mouth.
The smooth hairless skin around it looked even odder now, the base exposed, the small mound between my legs fully visible for him to see. My erection, for all its boyish beauty, looked so little in his fingers and it felt so good I couldn't believe it was a part of my body. Zack let his other fingers slip down against my hairless pubic mound and I could feel him petting the smooth skin as he continued rubbing his mouth across my penis head.
My eyes shot back to my erect boyhood as his lips slid down over the head and foreskin, then slowly down the little shaft. I could feel his moist, warm tongue sticking out to touch it, felt it licking against the sensitive little head, flicking lightly at the tiny slit I peed from until I thought I would cry from pleasure. Instead I just whimpered louder through my ragged breathing, confused by all the things my body was doing to me, as if it were out of my control now: it had become something dominated by the stiff little peter sticking into the young boy's mouth.
Zack swallowed all of my penis into his mouth and held his lips pressed against my hairless pubic mound, his tongue rubbed all over it, rhythmically up and down the skinny three inch shaft and over the pulsing little head. Forcing it in and out of my foreskin. I could see his smooth cheeks sinking in, felt his mouth pulling my penis deeper into it. The pleasure running through my erection now was quite startling and much more intense than the simple caresses his fingers had given it when it was limp. Zack's mouth felt warm and wet, a strange feeling for a boy who thought his penis was just a strange thing to tinkle from.
It was more than that, I knew already, several minutes before my first orgasm in our room the night before. Just the pleasure of my twin brother's tongue rubbing against the sensitive glands made me realize one thing deep inside; my penis was soon going to be the most important thing in my young life.
I lay there whimpering in startled amazement, staring at my hairless boyhood sticking straight up into the eleven year old's slimy lips. He was sucking on it rubbing his tongue all over the sensitive head. I could feel the pleasure growing greater and greater. I could feel my body squirm slowly on the tile floor as my thin hips urged me to pump up and down. It was too difficult a thing to do lying down so instead I felt my skinny legs straightening, searching for something to latch onto as my mind was awash with pleasure between them. I couldn't think straight. My hands grasped for something to hold onto but there was only the floor. Still however my skinny arms flexed with useless effort.
"Oh, God...Zack, Zack."
Zack's lips slid up my three inch erection and he released it. I stared at it , watching the bright, striking, purple head pulsing visibly out of my skin, saw my brother's saliva covering it from knobby little head to hairless testicles and pubic mound. The cool breeze touched it and I yearned for the warm slime of the boys mouth.
"Do you like it?" Zack smiled up at my eager face, his fingers still pointing my little boner straight up between my legs. He grinned, seeing the awe and wonder in my eyes, and turned back to my penis. He kissed the head several times again, reminding me of the beauty of his moist, warm mouth, and I let out a startled cry as he pressed it against his pursed lips, let the young thing press its way between them, his lips hugging tightly to my little head as it slipped slowly inside. Once the knob was buried between his lips, he slid them down on the skinny, white shaft as I watched it disappearing inside again. By the time he reached my pubic mound, I was crying loudly; my skinny little body stiffening as hard as my penis, skinny ribs bulging, small thighs rippling with muscle. Without thought, my hands reached his blond hair, held his head between my legs. His hair so soft and silky, however all I was thinking about was my stiff, excited boner.
Zack's smooth cheeks sunk in again for a brief moment, but he did not just hold my penis this time. This time, he pulled his lips back up until he was sucking on just the little head. My hard, rippling body squirmed uncontrollably and my high pitched voice moaned as still greater pleasure raced up and down the skinny three inches, sweeping my belly, making my heart beat rapidly. The was a smile on his lips which was a little strange since my skinny cock was poking between them, where they were thickest. In an instant, they plunged down on my erection then slowly slid back up making my high pitched voice squeal with the pleasant sensation. His tongue was still licking it madly, along the shaft when it was buried in his mouth, just the little head when he was sucking it.
Soon, his lips descended on my little peter again and again the excited boner slipped into the warm slime in greater pleasure. His fingers slipped from the skinny shaft and his lips pressed down against my hairless pubic mound, his hands petting the smooth skin around my penis, fingers stroking my small smooth scrotum until I cried desperately in frightened boyhood. The pleasure so great now that I was getting scared; My penis was so hard I thought it was going to explode with the frantic beating of my heart. I had never felt such pleasure and it was a frightening thing for a little boy to feel in his penis, and mine-so little it could hardly be expected to contain such a feeling.
Zack did not seem very worried by my frightened cries and his lips moved up my shaft again, fingers stroking the hairless skin between my legs. He sucked on the head for a moment, then plunged his lips rapidly back down on it.
"What are you doing?" I cried when I was certain that my penis was lost to me forever and that the pleasure would never stop. "Zack, oooh, Zack?"
Sucking he didn't answer, just pulled slowly back on his lips then rapidly plunging downward again. I was definitely crying now, frightened and consumed with prepubescent pleasure I was too young to understand. My mind was pleading with him to stop, while my penis begged for his mouth, yearned for more pleasure, my body squirming and relishing the wonder of puberty.
"NO!"
I cried out when the pleasure suddenly multiplied fantastically. My body stiffened even harder, on the verge of cramping my little muscles, then suddenly exploded, my skinny hips thrusting upward as pleasure raced madly into my penis, filled my body with hard aching delight and terror. I could feel little muscles in my little boyhood flexing and each flex was fallowed by an extremely pleasant wave of warm, al consuming happiness and a jolting shock of tightly exploding muscles all through my skinny arms and legs. I was so frightened by this that all I could do was lay there grunting in childish confusion with every jerk of my naked little body.
"Aaahh, aahh, ah...Zack, No!"
The intensity of orgasm left me rather suddenly and I felt a warm pleasure fill my penis, run in a wave of soothing warmth cross my belly, filling my arms and legs with a deep sense of relief that eased the frantic tension in my boyish muscles. I continued to whimper but my grunts grew more distant and less frantic. Despite my shock and fear, the release of my pent up orgasm forced my muscles to relax; they felt too tired to continue and I felt them easing until I lay flat on the tile as if unable to move.
Zack still continue sucking on my penis and it still felt very nice, but it was not as intense as my orgasm had been. I could tell that it was still hard but it had lost the aching that had started to touch it at the base. Now it felt stiff and just now I did not feel it throbbing any more. He seem unwilling to release my member and I did not feel eager for him to release it. Instead, I laid there watching my small chest swell with every breath and let myself bask in the warm pleasure of my post-orgasm, the warm, soothing rays of the sun overhead. Zack's lips did not rub up and down anymore one my penis, however he continue to lick it, his tongue rubbing it within his still warm and slippery mouth.
After another few minutes of his gentle love for my penis, Zack slid his lips up the hairless little erection and pulled them away-giving the purple head one last gentle kiss as he left it. For but a moment a stream of his silvery saliva connected his lips to my boyhood, but he smirked and wiped it away with his hand. He licked the excess saliva from his lips then smiled that way again, he grinned happily at me, his eyes filled with love and delight that he had sucked me off.
"It feels good doesn't it?"
He moved up the last few steps, sitting down beside me as he lay down and held me by my side. Zack smiled at me his hand lovingly stroked my bare chest, filling me with his comforting affection. I was too confused to answer him right away and finally swallowed and nodded. Despite the warmth and pleasure in my penis and young body, I still remembered the wrenching terror of my orgasm and felt a glowing embarrassment on my cheeks.
"It's okay," Zack said, his tender hands holding me, soothing my small chest. "Like I said, it's scary the first time, but you'll get used to it."
"What, was that?" I found my voice enough to ask, barely above a whisper.
"A real, orgasm."
Zack laughed, smiling at my innocence.
He got up leaving me as he dived back into the pool and did another lap. I still lay there not wanting to move all the better content from what had happened. He did love me.
Totally exhausted after another half hour had passed, we headed inside gathering our clothes. My-own in a pile, dry by the pool and Zack's wet at the other side. He had to fish his pants out of the water and snag the ball while he climbed the stairs out of the pool. He held the ball in one hand and his cloths in the other as he made his way onto the wooden deck. I took the ball from him setting it back on the rack as he entered the house. I fallowed after not even bothering to put my clothes on, I entered sliding the door behind me.
I plopped onto the couch dropping my clothes beside me as Zack threw his into the dryer. Setting it and leaving them to be forgotten he walked back to the living room. He found me resting tired from yet another experience, always his doing. Joining me on the sofa he moved to the end closes to my head, he lifted my body as he let me lie it upon his lap. Finding it a nice feeling we stayed this way for a while. He stroked my hair, here and there, and now and again. I loved resting in his arms, it had always been something I loved doing, however it felt much better with the warmth his bare body provided. It was far better a thing to do naked. Zack seem to agree, as he continued to hold me tenderly, I felt his member begin to stiffen again. I had wanted to masturbate him again, however it felt far to great his hot member on the soft skin of my neck, I did not want to move. I lay there eyes closed, safe in my older brothers arms.
Zack pulled his clothes out of the dryer fully dressed leaving the laundry room as he headed for the kitchen. He pasted the living room looking to me as I sat on a stool near the counter top. I ate a plate of leftover spaghetti as he opened the fridge looking for anything to eat. He turned on his heel looking at me holding a jar of marinara sauce.
"where is the pasta?"
"Oh, uh...sorry Zack," I sighed, "I beet you to it," he smiled.
"umm," he muffled a sound, biting his upper lip.
"You want some?"
"Sure."
He sat down beside me taking the stool second from the four. I moved the plate over between us, not bothering to dirty another one, besides this was better. I handed him my fork as he took a meatball in his bare delicate fingers. He looked at me then the fork and at the meatball then back at me. Zack dropped the sphere of ground beef, bread and seasoning; licked his fingers one by one; then politely accepted my utensil. He smiled as he stabbed another meatball taking a small bite of it as I watched smiling with adoration. He then offered it to me taking a bite of my-own at the other side of the very same meatball.
I could not help but laugh seeing as this continued for quite a while. I took turns with him feeding one another, bite after bite of meatballs. The spaghetti was another story however, a messy one. Zack try as he might couldn't seem to get the noodles on the fork. He twirled the fork left and right forwards and backwards and still no such luck.
"Um...err, uhh..."
"Need help?"
"Uhh hhh nahh..."
"Here let me try, Zack."
I took the fork from him, he gave it up reluctant pouting to the side of his mouth. Swirling the noodles I gathered enough to stay on the fork as I held it out to him. Zack opened his mouth with in the shape of an "O" letting me feed him as if he were a child. He looked so cute doing that again and again. Needless to say he ate most of the pasta.
After we finished eating I place the dishes in the washer with the ones from before. It figures, Zack couldn't even wash dishes wouldn't even with the help of a machine. Man is he lazy. My lazy brother.
"Hehe..."
"Ump,ump...something wong Cody?"
"Nothing Zack."
I smiled looking at him chewing a mouthful of food and still trying to talk. With a flip of the switch I left the dishes to be washed walking away towards the living room. Zack hopped off his stool chasing me across the room to sit beside me on the sofa.
I flipped through the channels with nothing on interesting, HBO and still nothing to watch. Zack leaned in to lay on my shoulder, he showed nothing short of a thought on his mine. My he was a space cadet, a cute one.
I grew tired of flipping channels finding myself looking at him once more. That look of a free spirit on his face, may no other seraph have such beauty as his own. Suddenly turning to look at me he watched with a smile switching to that smirk again.
"What?"
"Wa..."
"Nothing."
We looked on as I grew tired of hiding it. He up at me and me down at him, my brother and I two of a kind now meant for each other. I soon grew a little tired leaning against him myself equal force keeping us upright.
"What you want to do, Zack?"
"Kiss you."
He lay yet another kiss on my chin, my lips, then moving more up towards my face, he kissed my forehead as I turned looking lower towards him. It caused another one of his newly found effects on me. My penis began to stiffen again the blood rushing to my member as he motioned towards my lips. Exciting me to the point of faster heart beats, I had an erection by the time he lay his third kiss. Taking care to notice his action's optimal(desired) results, Zack lay a hand on my crotch feeling his work wanting a wank or two.
My erection begging him for more as I lay with no sign of objections this time around. Penis pulsing with breathtaking beats he unfastened my shorts quickly revealing my underwear only for a moment.
Zach pulled the elastic down freeing my boner form confinement. He plunged his lips open taking it in all in one go, I moved my hips to meat his mouth. His warm, slimy lips, went up but once, his smooth cheeks sank to suck on my glands and foreskin. Licking the head as he went down on me but one more time, Zack pulled away as he opened his slimy mouth letting my member go and my underwear snapping the elastic to fit me as he sat back upon the couch.
"Tonight, it's your turn."
"uhh, Okay..."
He got up patting my head as he left the room heading for the stairs. I lay letting myself calm down from the stimulating torture that my brother had given me. My pants still open I fastened them once more as I continued to fine something to watch. Me being the hopeless optimist I spent another wasted ten minutes trying to find something to watch. I soon gave up however, with nothing but old cooking shows and reruns to view it wasn't hopeful they would garner the attention of a growing eleven year old. It was worth turning off and nothing more.
Board with what was in front of me I headed up stairs in search of my brother. Finding him on his laptop at the foot of my bed I asked, wondering about what he had said.
"Zack, What did you mean, about tonight?"
"Uh what?"
"Tonight, what about it?"
"Oh, you'll find out then."
"Huff!" I sounded, arms crossed and mouth to a pout mirroring the one he had given me.
"Doesn't work on me little bro."
"Okay, Wana go ride with me?"
"Sure after I get done with this."
I walked over sitting by his side on my bed like the night before. I wanted to know what he had been doing so I made to ask him.
"What are, you doing?"
"Nothing..." he answered, closing his laptop locking it from my view. He made his way off the bed and out of the room. Calling back to me he said what he planned on doing.
"I'll get the bikes Cody, hurry and get the helmets from the closet."
"Okay!" I retorted looking out the open door as I heard his footsteps descending the staircase. "Twelve, and Thirteen, good."
Wanting to know being a curious eleven year old, I opened Zack's laptop. It presented me with the welcome screen and Zack's user name at the center with where it awaited his password. Thinking for a minute I tried to figure out what it could may be. It would have to be personal, something Zack only knew of or understood. He would often change it as much as every week but I'm sure it stayed some what the same concept.
"Um?" I sighed, realizing my brother harder to figure out than I thought. I lowered the mouse courser below the blank space for typing, tapping the hint key at the bottom it read:
Favorite Thing In The World.
"Cool, that's easy."
I typed in Food in the hope of it being right pressing enter only to be wrong. I tried again pressing the keys forming the word I had hoped would not be a possibility-Dad. It was no good, I thought he and I missed dad all the same but not enough for him to use it, I wondered why.
"What could it beeee!" I groaned, "wait a minute..."
It hit me maybe he changed his password just this morning, maybe it was just me but that was it, halfheartedly I typed in my own name pressing enter as it let me in. Bingo!
"Wow."
It was all I could say finding that my brother had been looking up porn. Wait no, not porn but actual tips, How To Give a Blow Job, Feelings of Perfection, and other articles lay hovering over his wallpaper, of me in trunks from last summer?
"CCCODY!"
I heard Zack from the bottom of the stairs, startling me enough to close the laptop.
"Ahh! What Zack?"
"You get the helmets yet?"
"Uh yeah, be right there!"
I jumped off my bed heading into the closet snagging our bike helmets as I wondered what was Zack planning for us tonight? I would have to wait and find out, it was the only thing I could do.
Running down the stairs I headed out the front door Zack holding it open as he ready the alarm and set to lock it. Jumping on my blue bike as it lay leaning against the garage with Zack's, I rode around the driveway as he opened the gate. We rode passed the block crossing the street as we made for the park. Zack jumping off the curb here and there as he led the way, I fallowed up until we reached the park. I took the lead from then on, peddling faster as I pulled up in front of my brother. I sped up faster into the park making my way onto a dirt trail forking from the path as the other had before. There were many of them through out the area. It was in part due to the park being like terrain and a forest of trees, but in the other caused by random riders blazing trails on their own.
This one was however of the third kind, naturally made by crossing animals and the occasional bike riders, who knew where it led. Zack and I being the few to know of it's existence, and its destination. We road on for quit some time till the trees branched out even further. It revealed the clearing in this heavily wooded area. Mounds of dirt dug up and holes plowed piled together on a roughly made track. Hills as many as ten, lay piled here and there, a perfect course for any mountain biker willing to give it a go.
We stumbled upon it three years ago, not knowing how long it were here we came regularly in hopes that we were the only ones who knew it were here. No such luck however as once we found three other boys riding the dunes one afternoon. We befriended them that year, only to find that two had moved away the fallowing year. The other boy never seen by Zack or I again, so it seem pretty much it were ours now.
Zack rode around a lap as we broke in through the trees and down onto the track. He speed up making a first jump over a hill looking to be over four feet high. He landed with a thud audible as I made my own way over the same hill peddling my way towards it and leaping over the track in another direction right of Zack. He continued left up another hill looking significantly higher, up and over it as he flew over me clearing at least over ten feet. Landing with yet another thud and a yell from Zack himself.
"Yaahooo!"
"Hahaha!"
I rode past him taking another hill to my left, the highest one in the track laying at the center of the whole thing. I peddled as hard as I could making over it at least eighteen feet over the fifteen feet jump.
"Yea, Cody!"
"Woah!"
"Way to go bro!"
I landed hard holding my speed enough to go over another hill and stop skidding to a halt on the track. I peddled to start again continuing to yet another hill as Zack attempted the same feat. He cleared it as I made my way to another jump up and over another hill smaller than the one I had launched off of.
"Wana race Zack?
"Sure Cody."
I offered as I met him on the landing, we peddled to ready our selves starting at the far end of the track.
"Ready."
"Set."
"GO!"
"GO!"
We shouted both peddling out as fast and hard as possible. Zack pulled out in front making the first hill clearing it up and over with me not far behind him. I made my way down to late as he passed even further gaining a small lead in front. He took another hill then landing inside the dip before yet another jump surfaced in his way. I cleared the other jump making it in time to see him hop over the third hill. I peddled as fast as I could on the way down, gravity propelling me faster than I could go on my own. I met Zack after launching over the hill clearing a farther distance then he did.
It was enough to give me the edge as I soon pulled out in front of him. Sounding disappointed I heard him scowl as I made the upcoming hill passing him to greatly for him to hope to beat me now. Three hills later and a full lap around I made the finish, beating him in my-own game I skidded to a stop throwing dirt into the air. Zack soon fallowed breaking as he hopped off his bike with legs already over to one side. He let his black bike fall to the dirt. Walking to my side he patted my shoulder in approval letting me know he gave up. I blushed as he flirted. Pinching my butt as he passed Zack walked towards the tent we had pitched a week before; leaving provisions and plenty of drinks inside knapsacks, he came out holding a G2 a second later.
"Want to go again?"
"Sure, in a minute Cody."
On our way back we talked. Me mostly as Zack listened to every word I had to say. One other reason he was such a great brother to me. I rode beside him this time him to my left and me to his right. Out of the park and on to the sidewalk we passed trees then houses which began to look alike as we went.
"So what do you have planned tonight, Zack?"
"Can't tell you little brother, it'll rune it."
"Come on Zack, let me know."
"I told you, you have to wait till tonight to find out."
"Come on, Zack."
"Nope..."
"Man, come on!"
I begged again and again, beginning to look at him every few seconds then looked straight ahead to keep myself from crashing into anything. We reached the house in no more than ten minutes as Zack and I leaned our bikes against the garage. He opened the front door with his keys as I had forgotten my-own again. Staying outside as he ran to open the garage he helped me as we placed them back it to the house. I closed the gate as he lowered the garage door.
It was nearly three in the afternoon when I entered back into the living room, reading the clock as Zack asked me for the time. He sat on the floor a foot away from the coffee table watching TV. I sat beside him leaning against his shoulder again. Zack moved his hand in mine holding it in place as he watched. The screen broadcasting a rerun of one of our favorite episodes of Spungebob Squarepants-Shanghaied. It was at the part where stupid Patrick wished to know that they were talking about wishes earlier, so the clock strikes back a minute.
We both laughed as I held on tighter to my brothers hand. He looked at me eyes glistening as he stared into my eyes. I kissed him pushing forward as he did the same, our lips met, warm and tender, tasting like strawberries.
Zack pulled me in close reeling my arm still kissing as he turned me around to face him. He nibbled forward on my upper lip as he held me in his arms now. One hand on my side and the other rising to hold my face around the base of my right cheek. His warmth so inviting as I felt safe in his embrace, his thumb rubbing circles around my cheek. I loved him, and he loved me. My adoration for him shown as I kissed back, tasting his bottom lip with my-own as his tongue licked my opening. Excitement wasn't a word that could describe what I had felt. Bliss maybe, however I still think it fails to describe how I felt, the feeling of utter satisfaction when kissing someone you love. Total perfection in every sense of the word. His licks like fire burning me with every stroke on my lips.
He ignited me down there as well, as I soon donned an instant erection. Zack felt it as well, the passion with in our young hearts. His penis pulsing in my palms, finding my hand had a mind of its own, was enough to convince me of that. I moved it up fingers coming together to meet my thumb then back down, caressing his penis as he moaned muffled by my own lips. Again and again as I continued to jack my brother off.
"Uhhh, Cooddy..."
"Yeahh, Zaacck..."
"Uh, more..."
He moved closer to me now opening himself as to give me better access to his hard on. I couldn't help but continue as he practically threw himself to me. Taking a better grip on his penis I felt his warmth through the thin, plastic-like material of his Plad colored shorts. I pumped him pulling his foreskin down past his hard penis head, then back up as it seem to elongate(extend) in my hand. Zack begged for release from the torment that was his erection, however it was far funnier to stop as I pulled away breaking the kiss, however I kept my hand on his erection.
"Don't stop, Cody, please."
"What are you planning for tonight?"
"Ohhh, Cody come on..."
"Tell me or I'll stop, Zack." I said, pinching his penis head as I slowly stroked him.
"N-Nope..."
"Fine."
I walked away leaving him hard and tortured. Walking towards the stairs he called out to me.
"God your cute when you don't get what you want!"
"We'll see, Zack," I said, looking back before I headed upstairs to my room.
At this point all I wanted was to know what he had been planning for us. With no way to know but to ask, save for the fact it wasn't working, I gave up hoping only that it would get dark soon. Hopping on my bed I waited for a while looking out the window, still the sun shone. I lied down looking at the ceiling then the insides of my eyelids as I shut them. Hoping to wake when it got dark I fell asleep.
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"Hey, kid," I heard a young voice calling.I looked around, but didn't see anyone.
"Hey, kid?" the voice said louder. I was still rubbing my red cheek when I finally saw the ragged boy leaning rather casually against one of the stalls. I thought for a moment that he must have worked at it to be so nonchalant about being near it, but he looked even more ragged than I did. He looked about fourteen or fifteen, very tall and gangly, and very skinny. Still, he looked very cute and happy, too. His behavior seemed so different from all the other boys' that I felt very curious about him. He smiled at me, a warm, friendly smile that made me feel like I had found a friend so soon after coming to the big city. Maybe he would take care of me. He tipped his head toward the entrance to an alley and I found my skinny legs following curiously and hopefully after him.
The alley was narrower than the one I'd slept in but still stank of garbage and was littered with ash cans and broken pallets.
"Come on," the older boy smiled, leading me deeper into the alley.
"Where are we going?" I asked, hitching my knapsack up on my skinny shoulder.
"Back here," he said. I followed him to where the alley ended in a wooden fence. It was back in behind some garbage cans and hidden from view from the outside. The tall, skinny youth stopped near the fence and turned back to me, leaning against a garbage can and smiling at me.
"You're new, aren't you?" he asked. His voice was changing and cracked a little when he spoke. His eyes were sky blue and friendly as they looked up and down my ragged little body.
I nodded, stopping a few feet from him. "Are you hungry?" he asked. I nodded again and the boy pulled a shiny red apple from his pocket, holding it out for me. Delighted to be offered such a fine gift, I stepped closer to him and took the apple from his big hand. I held it with both hands and took a huge bite out of it, watching him as he watched me. He let me take a few bites before speaking.
"Do you have any friends around here?" he asked.
I was going to say I hoped he was going to be one but thought it sounded stupid and instead just shook my head and took another bite.
"Well, then I'll be your friend. Come here," he said. I felt his long fingers take hold of my skinny little shoulder and he guided me still closer to him. As I ate, he wrapped one of his long arms around my thin shoulders and hugged me against him. He felt warm and I felt a comforting glow inside.
"That's a boy," he said, smiling down at me and pulling me closer against his side.
"How old are you?" he asked.
I thought I was eleven so that's what I told him. He smiled at this. He was really cute and I felt lucky to have made such a fine friend in so little time.
"That's a fun age to be," he said, and I felt a sudden shudder of nervousness as his other hand reached out, his fingertips sliding slowly across my bare chest through the rags. I felt my heart starting to beat faster and I lowered the apple from my lips, feeling a little confused and not even swallowing the last bite.
"You're small," he said as I felt his hand rub across my small, skinny body.
I managed to swallow the bite of apple but stood there nervous and unmoving as his long fingers slowly reached out and unbuttoned my shirt. I looked down and saw my pale, little chest as he unbuttoned the next button and the shirt fell farther open.
"Has anyone ever played with your penis before?" he asked, unbuttoning the third and last button and leaving the shirt dangling wide open down the front. I shook my head nervously and wondered why a boy would play with another boy's penis. My eyes grew wide with surprise when the older boy's big hand slipped inside my shirt and slowly rubbed his palm against my little chest.
"Your skin is so soft," he half breathed.
I knew I wasn't the smartest boy in the world, but this was weird. He rubbed across the little mounds of muscles in my chest, across my tiny nipples, over my rippling ribs, then down my sides. "What are you doing?" my childish voice finally asked nervously.
"I want to show you something," he said, reaching down and rubbing across my little belly button. His hand felt wonderful against my bare skin, warm and gentle, but it scared me for some reason, too. I could feel my skinny belly shivering uncontrollably and I lowered my hands, watching as his fingers rubbed around my little belly button.
"Man, you're soft," he repeated.
I let out a little whimper of surprise when his fingertips slipped down the front of my pants and felt lower on my belly. This was strange. I didn't know what my name was, but I knew this was strange.
When his fingertips finally pressed against my little penis, the boy smiled broader.
"You don't have any hair, do you?" he asked, pushing his hand lower.
'Any hair?' Of course I did. I could see the yellow bangs falling into my eyes all the time. I didn't get a chance to figure out his question though because he'd worked his hand down far enough that he could take hold of both my penis and scrotum. It felt really good, but my eyes were as wide as they could go.
"Yeah," he sighed. "You're going to like this."
He pulled his hand out of my pants and I felt oddly disappointed. It did feel good.
"Let's take your pants off, okay?"
I would be lying if I said the idea didn't appeal to me. I didn't know what my penis looked like and I was curious to see it. Besides, having the boy touch it felt good and I was pretty sure he was planning on touching it a lot more. Still, there was a rush of boyish fear and shame in me and the thought of waving my penis around naked did seem pretty embarrassing. In a momentary panic, I quickly broke from the boy's arms and walked quickly toward the opening to the alley.
"Wait!" he called after me, a pleading sound in his cracking voice. "Don't go. I won't hurt you."
"I have to meet my parents," I lied nervously, still walking toward the exit but looking back at him with an odd sense of longing. "I'll come back later."
"When?" he asked.
"Uh, noon," I said, thinking that I was lying but realizing that I probably would come back to find him. He was a nice boy and I wasn't likely to find anyone nicer in the square outside. So what if he wanted to touch my penis? If he was nice to me, it didn't matter.
"I'll be here..." I heard him say sadly from the back of the alley as it started to rain.
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The crack of thunder after lightning, the sound of water falling from the sky as it began to rain, that was what woke me. It was pitch black with not a single light on in the room. No light from the window as the moon was covered by rain clouds overhead. Flashes of light illuminated the room, frighteningly as lightning struck again, and again.
"Zack, Zack where are you!"
I yelled in the darkness with no answer to fallow as I clutched on to my comforter. I clung on to my covers as well now, trying to cover myself from the raging storm outside. My Security blanket in hand as I pulled it from under my pillow. It's comfort helped somewhat as I calmed down enough to call out again.
"Zack, Zack where are you, Zack!"
I raised my head from the fabric. Again no answer, a flash of lightning struck once more, causing me to duck under the covers again. Holding on to my blanket even tighter as I called out for the third time.
"Zack, Where are you, I need you, Zack!" I gasped, as the sound of thunder roared once again in the daunting sky, "Zack, Blanky needs you!"
Overcome with emotion I could not help but to cry, tears ran down my face as I began to shake with worry and fear. I mumbled once more an audibly weak sound.
"Zack..."
A hand on my back startled me causing my body to jump out of bed and away from my covers. Zack found me in the darkness, seeing him after a moment I jumped into his arms, feeling all my worries fade into the darkness. I clung onto him. He hugged me back rubbing my shoulder blades as I began to control myself.
"W-what happened Zack?"
"It's okay Cody, the power is out, it's been out for a half an hour now."
"Where were you?"
"Down stairs looking for flashlights, until I heard someone yelling."
"Oh, haha, sorry."
"You okay?"
"Yeah, I think."
"Here take this flashlight, I'm going to find another one for me."
"Wait, don't go..."
"what's wrong?"
"Your not scared are you, of the dark?"
"No, I..."
"Oh, the lightning?"
"Yeah, don't leave me Zack."
"Cody the lightning hasn't stop all this time, you did nothing to show your afraid."
"Your here, Zack."
"What?"
"I'm not scared when your here, Zack, you make me feel safe."
"Come with me, Cody."
Zack took my hand as I held the flashlight in the other pointing the path down the hall as we walked. At the end of the hallway we stopped opening the cabinet as he looked, Zack rummaged through its contents in the glow of my light showing him the way. With no such luck in finding the other flashlight we moved on to search in my mothers room. Zack pushed the door open as I poked my head inside, waving the light around the room. The long curtains draped the windows as lightning flashed, flickering off and on the shadows of the eerie room. Searching in her closet Zack dived into the darkness groping no doubt he felt around for anything that felt like a flashlight. I stepped on something not watching my footsteps as I fell over bumping into my brother, he finally finding what was desired.
"Ouch, Cody watch where your going, I got it."
"Oh, sorry Zack."
He shown the light on my face, doing the same to him we smiled at one another as we sat on the floor.
A second later, the lights flickered on and off, the power was restored instantly. We walked out of the room, seeing that it had been a heal that I had stepped on, Zack laughed with me as we entered the hall.
Zack sent me down stairs to put away the flashlights where they belonged in the living room closet beside the first aid kit. I rushed back up the stairs hurrying to the closed door of our room. Taking the knob in my hand I turned it finding that wouldn't turn.
"Zack?"
I called out but no answer. Placing an ear on the door I called out again.
"Zack, Are you in there?"
"Wait up Cody."
"What are you doing?"
"Wait up."
"Zack?"
"Um, I'm changing."
"Okay? So what, I've seen you naked."
"Wait a minute, Cody."
"Zack, come on, I'm trying the other door."
"No, Wait."
I walked into the bathroom, trying the door that leads to our room with no avail. He locked both doors for some reason and now I wanted to know even more.
"Come on Zack, what are you doing?"
AN: Okay so here is the next chapter, hope you like it as much as I loved writing the story. Now what could Zack be up to? Read and Review to find out, also tell me what you think. I might use it in upcoming Chapters. For one thing I would like to say I like the twin being uncircumcised, it keeps them in their natural state of beauty that is the human body. Besides knowing the fact they are circumcised and how a circumcised 11 year old looked like, I still think I prefer it this way. It is after all my story, and save for the fact it is an A.U.-Alternate Universe-I think its best to stay that way don't you?
I hope Twincest writers on this site also read this, I want reviews from them the most...XD...Simon.
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Okay I changed somethings I thought could have been better. The story was to have a unique intertwined plot but well i kinda lost sight of it for a while there. Don't grim, I have it all in mind, but daym I sooo still have so much to do. Well hope you new readers at least enjoy this chapter for a while longer. And PLEASE REVIEWS!
Simon.